
Open 1989 Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:1990
Lyrics
This year, more than any other year
Won't belong in this history
Lady Luck before me charmed me out of my skull
Never a dull moment when luck is at the helm
Loosen up, you're coming home - these stories are to tell
My niece is selling seashells - I hear she's doing very well
A black cat memory betrayed me - brought me to my knees
The same yellow-y scene that brought you back to me
Dancing by the fire I saw your eyes
Waiting to make a compromise - waiting for big surprise
This year, more than any other year
Don't belong in this history
I fall on these apologies for people we'll just never be
You cannot rely on your mind - you can trust only that you'll find time
Tonight we use a telephone - tomorrow we'll need so much more
Won't you come down on the floor? Won't you come down on the floor?
This year, more than any other year
Don't belong in this history
It's a big surprise - surprise
It's a big surprise
Right between the eyes - a big surprise
Surprise surprise
Surprise surprise
Surprise surprise